Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here-Chapter 1182: The Vampire Princes Blood Slave (60)

The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (60)

Once in his castle, no human could endure his abuse and torture and remain alive.

Arthur thought of his little blood slave.

At the thought of her occupying Moore, this disgusting fellow’s mind, he even had the urge to kill the prince on the spot.

Moore picked himself up from the ground with some embarrassment, straightening his crooked shirt collar.

He wasn’t the least bit angry and was chuckling instead.

“Alright, knowing you have such a strong sense of territoriality, I’ll never touch your things.”

Arthur’s pale and refined face seemed strong and fierce due to the unfeeling, cruel aura he was giving off.

He snorted. “Best if that’s the case.”

Moore immediately lifted his hands in surrender. “Still so angry? It was a joke. Seeing how grumpy your temper is, it’d be better for you to go and exterminate the rebels.”

Arthur rejected with a sneer, “Not interested.”

Moore spread his hands out. “Look at you, how frightening you look. When you go back you’ll frighten that pitiful little blood slave of yours to death. Having a body full of murderous spirit that doesn’t go away is very terrifying.”

Arthur had already turned to leave, but upon hearing his words, his footsteps paused.

Moore seized the chance to come over. “Going? I got a tip tonight. The so-called Anti-Vampire Alliance is having a meeting tonight in the west side of the city. Let’s go have some fun.”

Arthur lowered his head, looking at his still trembling fingers.

He pursed his thin lips, a bewildered struggle on his cold face.

He suddenly shook his head, desperately shaking off those absurd emotions, then took a step forward.

“Hurry up, before those pitiful little insects escape.”

Arthur said, filled with a murderous aura.

He suddenly didn’t want to return to the castle. The more he longed to, the more he didn’t dare to easily approach.

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Bai Weiwei, donned with a mask, snuck into the party.

The people who were actually meeting were at the back of the church.

They met in front of the church, discussing how to resist the vampires.

Bai Weiwei boredly ate the fruits provided by the gathering.

The church was very remote and looked like it had been neglected for a long time.

Crows cawed outside, while rats roamed inside.

She yearned for her warm bed and delicious desserts.

System: “Staying for five more minutes is enough. 10 percent of the HP bar will turn green.”

Participating in the gathering meant being a member of the rebel alliance.

The system would automatically conclude it as a completion of the task to revolt against the vampires.

As for whether Bai Weiwei truly joined the rebel alliance, that wasn’t so important.

Bai Weiwei let out a bored “en” and started to count the time.

She had to be back before dawn.

If Arthur found out that she had attended this party…

With the favorability only a bit over half, it was likely the enraged vampire would think that she had betrayed him, and then kill her straightaway.

At that time, no side task or main mission would go well.

Bai Weiwei instructed the system, “If Arthur appears, remember to tell me.”

The system looked up the male lead’s location. “…He came.”

Bai Weiwei didn’t fully react. “To the castle?”

This was difficult. Only a few minutes to rush back, she had to think of an excuse.

For example, she was in a bad mood, so she went for a walk or something.

The system fell silent before correcting with an awkward smile, “No, I’m saying, he’s already outside the church.”

Bai Weiwei: “…”

Eh, farewell, everyone on this plane.

She was probably going back to reality, ha ha.

Bai Weiwei immediately stood up and tightly tied her hood, preventing her conspicuous brown hair from showing.

“Gotta hurry and run! The favorability’s only at fifty, no self-injury trick1 is going to work!”

1: 苦肉计: a ruse of injuring yourself to gain the enemy’s trust or favorability.↩